After a while, you can't get any higher. It's like your head is in a wind tunnel - everything is vibrating..
Through wind, and tempest, storm, and rain; The calm shall be buried inside of me; A warm stone, heavy and dry; The root, the source, a weapon agains….
External heat and cold had little influence on Scrooge. No warmth could warm, no wintry weather chill him. No wind that blew was bitterer than he, no….
You never conquer a mountain. You just stand on the top a few moments. Then the wind blows your footprints away..
For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind..
It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries; I never hear the west wind but tears are in my eyes. For it comes from the west lands, the old….
To turn to the Lord and to trust him through revelation will help any individual, at any time, in any part of the world, understand and interpret cor….
The rain comes when the wind calls..
It becomes a giant's task to compute the result when the effect of cross seas, wind at all angles and ever varying force, arched surfaces, head resis….
The winds of God's grace are always blowing, it is for us to raise our sails..
It's the professional deformation of many writers, and has ruined not a few. (I remember Kingsley Amis, himself no slouch, saying that he could tell ….
The sun was warm but the wind was chill. You know how it is with an April day..
You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows..
We allow ourselves to be blown by the winds because we do know what we want: our hearts know it, even if our thoughts are sometimes slow to follow- b….
I have stayed in touch and connected with many over the years. I am very lucky that way. Some that you don't expect to connect with you will wind up ….
Sometimes storms come through with wind and blow the features off or sometimes they come in heavy and grow the features to the point where we have to….
I will splinter the CIA into a thousand pieces and scatter it into the winds..
If you listen too much to advice, you may wind up making other people's mistakes..
The wind is never for the sailor who knows not to what port he is bound..
Blackened skeleton arms of wood by the wayside pointed upward to the convent, as if the ghosts of former travellers, overwhelmed by the snow, haunted….
At my age I'm envious of a stiff wind..